Chapter 42 Sleepless Night

A woman in white was hanging on the beam of the main hall of Yanqu Hall.

Her face was blue and purple, her eyes were bulging, her whites were covered with red spots, and her tongue was sticking out.

Even though her death was miserable, it was not difficult to see that this woman in white was a rare beauty when she was alive.

Unfortunately, she has now turned into a cold corpse.

"It's Nangong Cairen!"

"Put her down quickly!"

The hall was in chaos.

It was early in the morning, and they were supposed to start cleaning the main hall, but the maids and eunuchs saw such a creepy scene as soon as they came in.

Someone tried to step on the table to reach it, but found that the body on the beam was more than ten feet away from the outstretched hand.

"It's so high, how did the person hang up..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was terrified.

The beam of the main hall is more than three feet high, and ordinary people can't reach it at all.

But looking at the lonely body hanging on the beam, everyone thought of the previous rumors of ghosts.

The fear, several times more intense than before, could not help but climb into everyone's heart.

…

The ghost fire in the dark room, the spring courtyard was dark.

A talented person died, and Yanqu Hall had to reopen the palace gate.

When Li Xuan came here, he saw a busy scene under the clouds of sorrow.

All the departments in the palace seemed to have suddenly woken up and gathered here today.

Some were collecting corpses and dealing with the aftermath, some were inquiring and verifying, and some were strengthening patrols and vigilance.

Eunuchs in flowery clothes, palace guards, and even those wearing official robes.

Li Xuan couldn't tell what kind of officials these were, but he thought they were all here because of the dead talent.

Li Xuan had seen the corpse of the talent before.

He had imagined many possible candidates, but he didn't expect it to be this person.

Li Xuan knew the dead Nangong talent.

The day Deng Weixian first came to Yanqu Hall, he met this talent on the way.

The owner of the room that Xiao Zhuozi had been thinking about and secretly went to suck the bamboo pipe every night was also this talented person.

And the person hanging on the beam of the main hall today was also this talented person.

What did Nangong Cairen do wrong?

A teenage girl, at the age of being as beautiful as a flower, lay coldly on the ground and became a resentful corpse.

Was it because she met two new eunuchs on the road that day?

Was it because her beauty was remembered by Xiao Zhuozi?

Was it because she was involved in a conspiracy that she had never noticed?

Or was it because she was wrong from the beginning of entering the palace?

Li Xuan stood on the wall, staring at Nangong Cairen in a daze, until someone covered her with a white cloth and carried her away.

When he could no longer see Nangong Cairen, Li Xuan realized that Deng Weixian was also here.

He stood in the corner, looking in the direction where Nangong Cairen left.

His eyes were exactly the same as Li Xuan's.

Confused, helpless, regretful, resentful...

Deng Weixian quietly clenched his tiger claws, and his cold eyes swept towards the small table beside him.

"Shouldn't you be the one who died?"

At this time, the small table was full of fear, and his panic was not concealed. His legs were shaking like sieves, so he didn't notice the murderous eyes of Xiao Dengzi beside him.

"Why would she commit suicide? It doesn't make sense, it doesn't make sense..."

"Did she find me?"

"No, no..."

"Then you should tell the eunuch Yinfang, there's no need to hang yourself..."

"Ghosts, it must be ghosts!"

"She won't come to me, it's impossible, she doesn't even know what I did..."

The small table's mind was in a mess, his face was pale, and he was sweating profusely.

"You two dare to be lazy, don't you see what time it is!"

In the distance, an older eunuch in yellow clothes scolded the two.

Deng Weixian and the small table trembled together, as if awakened from a dream, and quickly lowered their heads and busy themselves with their own work.

Li Xuan saw their expressions, but he sighed.

…

Under the night, Deng Weixian, who had finished practicing, sat on the stone bench to rest, panting.

He was particularly tired of practicing tonight, and he could not concentrate.

Maybe it was because he was too frustrated during the day.

"What's wrong?"

"Can't calm down tonight?"

A deep voice suddenly sounded behind him, and Deng Weixian stood up suddenly and saluted respectfully.

"Godfather."

Deng Weixian's godfather came to his side at some point, looked at him and nodded gently, and then said, "Sit down."

Deng Weixian did not sit down, but shook his head and stood aside, giving up the stone chair he had sat on before.

The godfather didn't say much. After he sat down, he asked Deng Weixian, "Do you have anything to ask me?"

Deng Weixian was stunned for a moment, but then his eyes dimmed and he shook his head slowly.

"Godfather has his own reasons."

When the godfather heard this answer, he couldn't help but smile.

"You are too thoughtful, kid. This is a good thing, but it is not necessarily a good thing."

"Those who achieve great things do not care about trivial matters."

"You have to think about this yourself. Think about it carefully."

The godfather stood up and patted Deng Weixian, then prepared to leave.

"Go back and rest early. No matter what happens later, don't come out."

After leaving this sentence, the godfather disappeared into the night.

Deng Weixian's pupils shrank, and he knew that something else was going to happen tonight.

He immediately turned his eyes to a certain place.

There was the room with the small table.

...

Li Xuan hid in the bushes and did not return to Jingyang Palace.

Today was destined to be a sleepless night. He wanted to see how this ghost story would end.

I think Deng Weixian, who lived in the next room, couldn't sleep either.

They were all waiting.

They were all waiting for the ending.

...

The second half of the night.

A phantom with long hair and white clothes came to this inconspicuous courtyard.

The phantom floated silently into the room of the small table, and then there was a slight movement in the room.

The movement became louder and louder, and began to mix with screams of fear and shrill cries of pain.

This movement must have awakened many people in the courtyard, but no one dared to come out to check.

Nangong Cairen just died in the morning, and there was such a creepy movement in the evening. Who would think that his life was long?

The movement in the room of the small table lasted for a quarter of an hour, and then the phantom floated away. Against the background of the dark night, the white clothes were particularly conspicuous.

Li Xuan did not act rashly, lying in the bushes and closing his eyes to rest.

Although he was curious about what happened to the small table, he did not dare to go forward to check at this time.

But fortunately, it would be dawn soon.

After waiting for a while, taking advantage of the first ray of morning light breaking through the sky, Li Xuan sneaked close to the room of the small table.

He leaned over the window and glanced inside.

Li Xuan's pupils shrank uncontrollably, and he turned his head and fled quickly, not daring to stay for a moment.

...

After daybreak, the eunuch Yinfang, who had received the report, came to the door of Xiaozhuo and sent several trusted eunuchs to check.

As a result, news spread in Yanqu Hall that day: Xiaozhuo had gone crazy.

In Xiaozhuo's crazy talk, everyone learned about his previous abnormal behavior and found the bamboo tube he had used.

Nangong Cairen's death seemed to have an explanation.

And last night, many people witnessed a ghost that looked very much like Nangong Cairen in Yanqu Hall.

Coupled with Xiaozhuo's unbearable miserable condition at this time, everyone couldn't help but believe that it was Nangong Cairen's resentful soul coming to take revenge.

People who pretend to be ghosts eventually attracted real evil spirits.

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Bai Miao specially invited Nangong Cairen to visit everyone today. Friends who are still playing on their phones at midnight remember to look back more often.

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